Miscellaneous Essays

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Carey & Hart, 1830 - 472 sidor
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Remarks on a Passage in Horace
152
Essays on the Public Charities of Philadelphia intended to vindi cate the Benevolent Societies of this City from the charge of encouraging Idleness an...
153
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457
185
Thoughts on the Case of the Revolutionary Officers
204
Letter to James Barbour Esq Secretary of War on the Sub ject of the Changes of Location of the Officers of the Army
211
Essays on African Colonization
214
329
220
Reflections on the Emancipation of the Slaves in the United States
222
Essay on the Employment of Slave Labour in Manufactures
232
Essay on the Character and Merits of Junius
235
Remark on the Orthoepy of Theophrastus
237
Essay on the Merits of and Gratitude due to Robert Fulton
238
Circular to the Members of the American Philosophical Society
241
Circular to the Members of the Historical Society of Pennsyl vania
246
Circular to the Presidents and Directors of the different Banks of the City of Philadelphia on the Suspension of Specie Pay ments
248
Preface to the Letters to the Directors of the Bank of Phila delphia on the pernicious Consequences of the prevailing Sys tem of reducing the Amount...
249
Essay on Banking
254
Circular to the Directors of the Bank of the United States on the Operations of that Institution in the year 1819
262
Report on Female Wages
266
Address to the Liberal and Humane
272
Address to the Public
276
Address to those Ladies in New York who have undertaken to establish a House of Employment
278
Address submitted for consideration to and accepted by the Impartial Humane Society of Baltimore
282
Address on the Condition of the Poor
284

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Sida 420 - Ecstasy ! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music : it is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word ; which madness Would gambol from.
Sida 420 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve ; the censure of which one must in your allowance o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
Sida 424 - Why would'st thou be a breeder of sinners ? I am myself indifferent honest ; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me...
Sida 419 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
Sida 419 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Sida 420 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Sida 423 - Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors, — he comes before me.
Sida 419 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory...
Sida 428 - Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake. How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd...
Sida 426 - Hold, hold, my heart, And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up ! Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe.

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